Lyrics:
a beach, so you rot in the wave
Man, I'm so glad that Guwop out
And rap fans still give a fuck what 2Pac 'bout
I'm right here, I don't give a fuck who hop
this the remix
We back on our bullshit
Been about 2 years, thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me, call me trash like algae
Gotta
this the remix
We back on our bullshit been about 2 years
Thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me
Call me trash like algae
Gotta
because is yellow
Tity 2 Chainz I can make it eco
Nigga yeah church I'm gettin' to the creflo
On your last leg you can come get a elbow
Southside rebel
cannot afford
Loco, what's whipping good?
Said it click when you hit with the fork
I'm true to Allah and I don't fuck with cops, keep me away from that
I got two hoes and they said they on the way
I got two phones blowing up like Kevin Gates
I got too much but I ain't 2 Chainz
Bitch I'm running up
on thieves
Out here looking for ice to put in they teeth
Chain glowing shining and I'm ready for beef
Like my nigga 2 Chainz, cappuccino from the east
From
on thieves
Out here looking for ice to put in they teeth
Chain glowing shining and I'm ready for beef
Like my nigga 2 Chainz, cappuccino from the east
From
doin’
Shawty wanna send me picture (wanna send me picture)
She knows that I’m coolin’
I bought 2 grams on weekend (some gas for me)
To rest like a Boogie
of Codeine in my bladder
Two-four like Kobe, that's a tracker
New iced-out Rollie, that don't matter
We kick it lowkey not together
My uncle told me,
said
"It's whatever"
We don't like that
I'm bleeding out on the floor
Stab my heart but they always wanted more
Getting mad, karma will even out
Now that's crazy
Now that's hard Mike WiLL, that's hard
See I ain't see it like that, that's hard
You hard bruh
That's why, that's why we been
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls,
Deez nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi
Yeah, 2 Chainz
I might book me for a show
Charge my ass the low and pick
and put that bitch out like a house fire
I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers, I eat that cat just like a lion
And I can't trust none of these
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two
, stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
And I'm, stickin', to it
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin', I've been
porch lights
Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we ballin
And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD-40
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands
at me with her pussy lips, smooches
And that's 2 Chainz
Look at you, now look at us
All my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas live rich as fuck
Woah
Woah
Drop that shit go
Yuh yuh give it to them
My wrist going to flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure aint a mistake
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz
I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's
my shit real, came up off them pills
Hustle for my meal, grindin' for my deal
Love how I'm doing, long way from grooving
Bitch call me 2 Chainz
now these foe envy me
That's off the top just like Kennedy
See this is that pay style
I turn your girl to a Paypal
I'm turning dinner to takeout
I gave
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